There's only one princess

Sat watching rolling footage of a hospital doorway with Squidge this afternoon. She's chanting "Princess, princess, princess" (although am not quite sure she knows what is going on) and I'm supping endless cups of tea. Who knew I was a so royal obsessed? Must get it from my Mum!

Squidge asked if she could dress up as princess for the proceedings - see pic.

Bit of a strange day today. Angus is very quiet and subdued. We spent the morning apart (he took Squidge out for lunch and to MOSI) and I took my book for lunch in the Northern Quarter. It was odd having some time to myself on a Saturday and I suspect this new way of living will take some getting used to.